Monday morning wake up knowing that you´ve got to go to school.
Tell your mum what to expect, she says it´s right out of the blue?
Do you went to work in H&M, because that´s what they expect,
start in lingerie, and doris is your supervisor..
And the head said that you always were a queer one from the start,
for careers you say you want to be remembered for your art..
Your obsessions get you known throughout the school for being strange.
Making life-size models of the velvet underground in clay..In the queue for lunch they take the piss, you´ve got no appetite,
and the rumour is you never go with girls and you are tight,
so they jab you with a fork, you drop the tray and go berserk..
while your cleaning up the mess the teachers looking up your skirt
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Hey Youve been used,
Are you calm? Settle down..
Write a song i´ll sing along..
Soon you will know that you are sane,
you´re on top of the world again
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Monday morning wake up knowing that youv´e got to go to school.
Mum said she had little choice when she was young, so why should you?
Do you went to work in C&A, cause thats what they expect.
Move to ladieswear and take a feel off joe the storeman
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.Tell veronica the secrets of the girl you never kissed,
shes got everything to gain cause shes a fat girl with a lisp.
She sticks up for you when you get aggravation from the snobs,
cause you cant afford a blazer and youre always wearing clogs
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At the interval you lock yourself away inside a room,
Heed of english gets you, asks you, what the hell do you think you´re doing?
Do you think you´re better then the other kids? well get outside.
You´ve got permission, but you´ve got to make the bastard think he´s right
